Era: Starting from cave dwellings in northern Shaanxi

Chapter 161: Coming to grab business [Please subscribe for the big chapter]

"Old Party Secretary, Third Captain, here we come, foreign guests are here."

Just as Sun Xiangyang and others were chatting and drinking tea, a figure ran in fiercely.

"What's coming? VIP?"

The old party secretary didn't react.

However, Sun Xiangyang clearly heard the word "foreign guest" in the other party's mouth.

Nowadays, foreign guests don’t just refer to foreigners. Foreign Chinese, or those from Xiangjiang, are also considered foreign guests.

Is it possible...

"They are foreign guests. I heard they are from Xiangjiang. They are accompanied by a director named Xu from the county. They are looking for the third captain."

"Coming from Xiangjiang? Xiangyang, could it be over there?"

The old party secretary finally heard clearly this time and looked at Sun Xiangyang instinctively.

"Most likely, let's go and meet this foreign guest."

Sun Xiangyang nodded. At this time, Xiangjiang was looking for him by name.

He couldn't think of any other reason except that it was related to paper-cut paintings.

After all, I don’t have many relatives in Xiangjiang.

"Is it for paper-cutting? Isn't it the end of the first year? We still have so much to do, what should we do?"

Sha Hongcheng also reacted and said anxiously.

Paper-cut painting is related to exporting and earning foreign exchange. Even if you don't earn much, it is very popular.

"Since we agreed on the end of the first month, we don't break our promise. It's just that the other party came early. I guess there must be another reason. Let's go see that person first."

Sun Xiangyang said.

He believed that nothing would go wrong on Kang Mingyuan's side, and it could only be the people on the Xiangjiang side who deliberately delayed the meeting for some reason.

"Okay, hurry up and don't neglect me."

With that said, several people left from the old party secretary's house.

At this time, Huang Defa, accompanied by Xu Weiqing, looked curiously at the people digging cave dwellings all over the mountains and plains.

"Director Xu, what are they doing?"

"It should be digging a cave dwelling."

Xu Weiqing also said with some uncertainty.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, dig a cave dwelling?

When he knew that the foreign guest from Xiangjiang was going to Shuangshui Bay, he asked someone about Shuangshui Bay and found out that it was a small village with only one production team and two to three hundred people.

But at a casual glance, he could guess that there were more than two or three hundred, maybe four or five hundred, right?

Where do so many people come from in Shuangshuiwan?

"Is this the kind of cave dwelling they live in? Why don't they build a house but have to dig a hole to live in?"

Huang Defa asked curiously.

Although he had learned about the situation in northern Shaanxi before setting off, this was the first time he actually saw cave dwellings. Especially along the way, he had obviously gained a deeper understanding of the poverty and backwardness here. impression.

"Cave dwellings are a specialty here in northern Shaanxi. Living in them is warm in winter and cool in summer."

Xu Weiqing said a little unnaturally.

In fact, there is another reason for living in a cave dwelling: it is cheap and saves money.

Especially in ancient times, there were no bricks and cement. Whether it was stone or mud bricks, it took a lot of effort. It was far inferior to digging a cave dwelling directly, which was warm in winter and cool in summer, and saved money and trouble.

Coupled with the relatively thick loess layer, which is suitable for digging cave dwellings, cave dwellings have gradually become the most suitable way of living here.

"That's it."

Huang Defa didn't know if he really understood it, so he kept nodding.

At this moment, Sun Xiangyang and his party finally arrived.

No introduction is needed. Just look at the way the two of them dress, and you can tell which one is from Xiangjiang.

"Hello, I am Sun Xiangyang."

"Sun Xiangyang from Shuangshuiwan?"

"Correct."

"Hello, my name is Huang Defa, the manager of Huang's Jewelry Art Company. I was entrusted by my uncle to come here to see your paper-cut paintings."

Huang Defa looked at Sun Xiangyang and introduced himself to his family.

"Manager Huang, according to the agreement, the delivery should be at the end of the first year, right? You came so early, and we haven't finished the thousand paper-cut paintings yet."

Sun Xiangyang said directly.

Next to him, Xu Weiqing was a little surprised. Are you really here to buy paper-cut paintings?

But as far as he knew, Yu Lin's paper-cutting was obviously more famous, so why did the other party come to Shuangshui Bay?

Moreover, listening to the name of this person, Sun Xiangyang, it is obvious that the two parties have been in contact for a long time and have agreed on a thousand paper-cut paintings.

But even so, he didn't take it seriously. Paper-cut paintings cost a few cents a piece. How much does a thousand pieces cost?

It’s not enough for his month’s salary.

"Sorry, I'm early. My uncle received a paper-cut painting from Mr. Kang a few years ago. He liked it very much, especially the red color, which is most suitable for selling during the New Year. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, our place It was very solemn, so my uncle asked me to come over and ask if I could finish the paper-cut painting before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. I would just take it back.

As for the price, don’t worry, because you need to work overtime to finish the work, each paper-cut painting will cost you an extra dollar on top of the two dollars. What do you think? "

Huang Defa was not arrogant at all when facing Sun Xiangyang, and spoke in a very friendly manner.

It makes sense for him to be the manager and be appointed here.

However, Sun Xiangyang understood better that a business of several thousand dollars was just a fraction in the eyes of the other party. The other party's attitude was so good, not because of his face, but more because of Kang Mingyuan.

And he, and this business, were more about maintaining his relationship with Kang Mingyuan.

"Two dollars? Another dollar?"

Before Sun Xiangyang could answer, Xu Weiqing couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Manager Huang, did you just say two dollars for a thousand paper-cut paintings, or one?"

"Of course, one piece. How can a paper-cut painting that can be called a work of art cost only two dollars for a thousand pieces? But now it costs three dollars."

After Huang Defa finished speaking, he looked at Sun Xiangyang again.

"Mr. Sun, what do you think?"

"Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month?"

Sun Xiangyang frowned. Although everyone's level has improved under Guo Zhen's guidance, there are still only a few people in the main force, and the output is really limited.

At least half a month in advance, even if Shuangshuiwan and Shapingba work overtime, they may not be able to complete it.

"No problem, Manager Huang, don't worry, it will definitely be completed before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. I will report back to the county and gather all the people in the county who can paper-cut. Not to mention a thousand, even two thousand will be no problem."

Xu Weiqing rushed to say.

Before, neither he nor the county paid much attention to this foreign guest from Xiangjiang. That was because in their opinion, the foreign guest was just here to find relatives, under the guise of buying paper-cut paintings.

Moreover, in their eyes, paper-cutting is just something children and women play with. Which woman can’t cut it?

Not worth anything at all.

But now, the other party said two, no, it was already three dollars a piece.

A thousand paintings, wouldn’t that be $3,000?

After calculating this number, Xu Weiqing felt as if he was on a stove, his whole body was hot and his face was red.

He knew his chance had come.

In the past few years, the county had put so much effort into exporting to earn foreign exchange, but in the end it only 'earned' a few hundred dollars. That's a lot to write home about.

If he could facilitate this three-thousand-dollar business, how could he, the office manager, take a serious step forward?

However, Huang Defa seemed not to hear it and kept looking at Sun Xiangyang.

"I said you, didn't you hear that they are here to do business with our Shuangshui Bay? Why are you joining in the fun?"

Sha Hongcheng said unceremoniously, as if he thought he was from Shuangshuiwan.

"Are you the branch secretary of Shuangshuiwan? My name is Xu Weiqing, director of the county office. I would like to solemnly inform you that this matter has nothing to do with Shuangshuiwan. The county will come forward to personally entertain Manager Huang and take charge of this matter. Something.”

When it comes to his own future, Xu Weiqing will naturally not take the branch secretary of a production brigade seriously.

And he believed that the county leaders would do the same as him after knowing about this matter.

This will be the most urgent matter in the county after the New Year.

"Bah, don't talk about your county director, even if you are a regional director, it's useless. If you want to steal our business from Shuangshuiwan and Shapingba, you have to ask our two production brigades first. Do you agree with it? .”

Sha Hongcheng didn't take the other party seriously at all.

What happened to the director of the county office?

If they are unreasonable, then he will take them to a place where they can be reasoned with.

"Manager Huang, it's cold outside. Let's go to the brigade office to talk. We can just take a look at the paper-cut paintings we made."

Sun Xiangyang also ignored Xu Weiqing. Not even the county, not even Yu Lin, could try to take away this business.

"it is good."

Huang Defa nodded happily.

"Manager Huang, let's go back to the county now. I guarantee that I will sell you 3,000 paper-cut paintings for 3,000 US dollars, and they will be cut out before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Xu Weiqing became anxious.

To this end, he did not hesitate to start a price war.

In his opinion, when doing business, isn’t it about whose goods are good and whose goods are cheap?

Although he didn't know how Shuangshui Bay deceived people, a paper-cut painting that he thought cost only a few cents was actually sold for two or three dollars.

But for a mere Shuangshui Bay, even if a Shapingba is added, how can it compare with the county?

Unfortunately, Huang Defa seemed not to have heard and followed Sun Xiangyang away.

Just when he was about to catch up, Sha Hongcheng stopped directly in front of him, clenched his fists, and looked at him coldly.

"Xu, you are not welcome here. Go back where you came from."

"What do you want to do in Shuangshuiwan? Huh? Do you still have organizational discipline? Later I will ask Ding Jiangming of your commune how he manages it."

Xu Weiqing was so frightened that he took two steps back and said with an inward look.

"Hey, Director Xu, right? His name is Sha Hongcheng, the branch secretary of Shapingba. He has nothing to do with our Shuangshuiwan. If you want to settle accounts, don't find the wrong person."

At this time, the old party secretary said something calmly, then turned around, put his hands behind his back, and left awkwardly.

Sha Hongcheng rolled his eyes angrily. This Sun Quede knew how to push him into the fire pit.

Of course, he is not afraid.

He, Sha Hongcheng, didn't steal or rob. Instead, when he saw some food in their basin, he went to grab it like crazy.

No matter what anyone said, he always took it for granted.

"Okay, Shuangshuiwan and Shapingba, if you delay the county's export earnings, you will be sinners. I can't talk to you. Someone will talk to you later."

Xu Weiqing looked at the commune members not far away, and began to walk towards this side carrying pickaxes and pickaxes with a bad look on his face. His legs had begun to weaken, and when he spoke, his momentum obviously dropped by three points.

And after he finished speaking, he stopped staying and turned around to leave.

"Bah."

I don't know who it was who suddenly yelled, which frightened Xu Weiqing's feet to the point where he almost fell down, and then the figure who left became even more embarrassed.

"Mr. Sun, that person seems to be the leader of your county, right? Aren't you worried that he will come back to trouble you?"

Huang Defa could naturally hear what was happening behind him, and he happened to be familiar with some things in the mainland, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Manager Huang, you should just call me by my name. As for the county leaders, they are all open-minded. How can they be as open-minded as we are like digging for food in the fields in the countryside?"

Sun Xiangyang said casually.

"Director Xu just said three thousand dollars for three thousand paintings. Aren't you afraid that I would follow him and leave?"

Huang Defa continued to ask.

"Don't say 3,000 pieces, even if it's 30,000 pieces, will you leave?"

Sun Xiangyang asked back.

"will not."

"Look, you won't leave, so why are we afraid of trouble from the county? And he, just an office director, can't represent the county. We Shuangshuiwan can export and earn foreign exchange, and the county will be proud of it."

Sun Xiangyang said with a smile.

As for who is in charge, those in the Yulin area will definitely not care.

As for the county, the most important thing is to give them face, while Shuangshuiwan and Shapingba only need face.

"Brother Xiangyang, I'm asking you to do it. Doesn't it matter if I call you this?"

"It doesn't matter, you do whatever you want."

"Brother Xiangyang is really from Shuangshuiwan?"

Huang Defa asked the doubts in his heart.

From the beginning of the meeting, the other party's attitude has always been neither arrogant nor humble. There is no trace of the awkwardness of a mainlander, and there is no flattery or flattery because of his status as a foreign guest. This can't help but arouse his curiosity.

"Yes, a native of Shuangshuiwan."

"What about you and Mr. Kang?"

"They can be regarded as friends. When I went to the capital before, I went to the Friendship Store to buy things. I saw the paper-cut paintings there, which were very popular with foreigners, so I got interested. After some contact, I fell in love with him, so he Helped me contact his friends in Xiangjiang."

Sun Xiangyang explained.

And he didn't lie. It was just a normal friendship, and the other party would definitely not bother to do this favor for him.

First, Su Huiwan showed his press card that day. It was not difficult for the other party to find out his relationship with the Su family. Another, and perhaps the most important point, when the two of them talked later, he brought up some super It would be an exaggeration to say that the idea of ​​the store shocked the other party, but it was really a surprise.

Kang Mingyuan has been abroad for many years and naturally knows the super store model there very well.

So the more the two sides chatted, the more they got along.

Moreover, in Kang Mingyuan's eyes, helping to promote paper-cut paintings was just a trivial matter, and it was nothing.

Even if the price was originally set at two dollars a piece, his friend would not suffer a loss.

After all, it is one thing to sell the same product in a small stall or shop, but it is another thing to sell it after packaging.

However, Sun Xiangyang is already very satisfied with the price. As for how much he can sell it, that is up to him.

If it weren't for Kang Mingyuan's relationship, just looking at Xu Weiqing's attitude just now, the county would have agreed even if it cost 3,000 US dollars and 30,000 paintings. Therefore, the real value is not the paper-cut painting, but the relationship between the two parties.

Because of this, Sun Xiangyang was not worried that the county could take away this business.

In this world, no one is a fool.

Did Huang Defa come here really just to take the opportunity to sell the paper-cut paintings before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month?

Being able to become friends with Kang Mingyuan, who also makes jewelry and art, I'm afraid I won't care, let alone a few thousand dollars, even tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

Therefore, Huang Defa's trip here was obviously not just for paper-cutting and painting.

"Speaking of which, when I came to the mainland this time, my uncle also gave me a task, which was to visit Mr. Kang. However, my uncle also values ​​​​cooperating with you, so he asked me to come here first."

Anyone can say beautiful words, but they will naturally have different effects if they come from different people.

Sun Xiangyang also immediately understood what the other party meant. This was a "late" New Year's gift. No wonder the other party was so quick to add one dollar and deliberately said it in front of Director Xu.

It is estimated that the other party has already found out how much an ordinary paper-cut painting costs to buy from the private sector.

"That's just in time. I've also prepared a gift for Brother Kang. When Manager Huang goes over there, he can take it over for me."

Sun Xiangyang said.

"a piece of cake."

The smile on Huang Defa's face became even brighter.

Otherwise, it takes less effort to talk to smart people.

And with constant contact, Huang Defa felt more and more that the young man in front of him was not like someone who could grow up in a place like Shuangshui Bay.

While talking, the two came to the brigade office.

"Here comes Xiangyang."

"Third Captain."

"Captain Xiangyang."

Sun Xiangyang has different names in the mouths of Shuangshuiwan and Shapingba.

People close to him like the old party secretary, Sun Enguo, and Sha Hongcheng would all call him Xiangyang directly.

If you are familiar with him, just call him Captain Xiangyang.

The people in the third production team are only called captains.

The rest of the people are basically called the third captain.

And this three is not only the three of the third production team, but also the three of Shuangshuiwan's third leader.

Even though Sun Xiangyang's prestige now exceeds that of Sun Enguo, and is on par with the old party secretary under normal circumstances, one of them is an old party secretary and the other is a captain, so they still rank Sun Xiangyang in third place.

"Manager Huang, these have been cut on the wall. You can take a look first."

Sun Xiangyang said hello to everyone, and then led Huang Defa to a wall, on which were hung more than a dozen paper-cut paintings of various sizes, all framed in glass frames.

These photo frames were brought by people who took down photos from their homes.

The paper-cut paintings inside are basically all made by Guo Zhen. They are hung up so that everyone can learn from them and even cut them according to the pattern.

After all, this thing is easy to tear if you are not careful. This is a paper-cut painting worth two dollars, so the old party secretary was naturally reluctant to part with it, so he came up with this method.

Huang Defa was immediately attracted by the paper-cut paintings on the wall. He stared at each one carefully with his eyes wide open.

The originally noisy office suddenly became quiet.

Everyone is not stupid. This Huang Defa is from outside. From Sun Xiangyang's name and attitude, it is easy to think that the other person is the 'buyer'.

Even Guo Zhen became nervous at this moment, fearing that the other party would be dissatisfied.

"Okay, brother Xiangyang, these paper-cut paintings are no worse than the ones Mr. Kang gave to my uncle. They are even of a higher level. Now I am completely relieved."

Huang Defa said from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, before coming here, he had been mentally prepared that the quality was average. Even so, he would still pay for these paper-cut paintings, but how to cooperate in the future would be decided.

Unexpectedly, Sun Xiangyang gave him a big surprise.

Even he would like to buy a few paper-cut paintings of this caliber to hang at home.

He has even thought about opening a special jewelry + paper-cut painting exhibition hall later, using the hand-made paper-cut paintings that have been passed down in the mainland for thousands of years as a gimmick to kick off the New Year, and then use these paper-cut paintings as Huang's In the name of giving it as a small gift to those old customers.

In his eyes, selling these paper-cut paintings was undoubtedly a bad idea. Not to mention Huang, even he was not short of pocket money.

Its value should be regarded as a gift to maintain the Huang family's relationship.

Although the price of paper-cut paintings is low, they represent a lot of thoughtfulness.

"So, our finished products are all qualified?"

Sun Xiangyang asked this question for Guo Zhen and others.

"Not only are they qualified, in my opinion, they are all masterpieces."

Huang Defa nodded heavily.

"Manager Huang, you may not know that for this cooperation, we Shuangshuiwan even joined forces with Shapingba and invited several real paper-cut painting masters from outside. It can be said that every paper-cut painting here records I don’t know how much of a story was cut before I finally cut out one piece.

It is precisely because of this that I hesitated when you asked for delivery before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. It's not that we don't want to, it's just too difficult. "

Sun Xiangyang sighed and said helplessly.

"I'm anxious, and I can see that every paper-cut painting here is a labor of love. If they are all of this level, I can make the decision and add one dollar to each painting."

Huang Defa said immediately.

If the previous one-dollar increase was intentional for Kang Mingyuan's sake, then the current one-dollar increase is definitely just because it's worth it.

"No."

Unexpectedly, Sun Xiangyang shook his head.

At this time, not only Huang Defa looked puzzled, but also the old party secretary, Sha Hongcheng and others who came behind were a little anxious. They added another dollar, and the total was four dollars. It was time to be content.

"I mean, it's impossible for a thousand paper-cut paintings to reach this level. We also carefully selected these on the wall. We invited several paper-cut masters to spend several days. time to conceive it, and then it took several days to cut it out bit by bit.

Look at this one, there are dozens of characters on it, and there are also architectural styles and clothes that are unique to northern Shaanxi. Everyone is doing different things. The whole paper-cut painting is harmonious, natural and harmonious. .

It took one of our masters half a month to cut this out.

To be honest, I want to keep this one..."

"No, I bought this painting for one hundred dollars."

Before Sun Xiangyang could finish speaking, Huang Defa said decisively.

He had just seen this painting and wanted to hang it in his home. How could he let Sun Xiangyang keep it?

The eyes of the old party secretary and others behind him suddenly widened.

Especially the old party secretary, he recognized this picture as his own, and it took him two days to cut it out. It was not half a month as Sun Xiangyang said, let alone a master.

Although Shuangshuiwan invited Guo Zhen, there was only one such person. The several paper-cut painting masters mentioned by Sun Xiangyang were simply nonsense.

Of course, he was not stupid enough to expose Sun Xiangyang.

Now Sun Xiangyang is also doing it for Shuangshui Bay.

At the same time, the women who cut paper in the office were already a little shocked when they heard that one dollar was added, but this shock turned into shock when the one hundred dollars was exported.

They all knew whose hand this paper-cut painting was made, and they couldn't help but look at it.

Grandma Sun Tiaotiao was shocked and dropped the scissors in her hand. She felt uncomfortable being stared at by so many people.

If you are not a master, no one will take it seriously if Sun Xiangyang says it casually, but the one hundred dollars is real money.

Can a paper-cut painting sell for a hundred dollars?

Everyone's breathing became noticeably heavier, and their eyes began to turn red.

"No, this paper-cut painting is not for sale, but I can make the decision and give it to Manager Huang."

Sun Xiangyang did not sell out this time, but immediately made it clear.

One hundred US dollars, converted into RMB, is more than 300 points. It was only settled in Shuangshuiwan before. Even Zhao Fugui's work points last year were only 87.5 yuan, which was worth his four years.

For a woman, much more.

If you cut one piece a year, you won’t have to worry about food and drink for the rest of your life.

But in Sun Xiangyang's view, it is far better to treat it as a favor and give it to the other party.

"Brother Xiangyang, I really like this paper-cut painting. Since you sincerely want to give it to me, can I not be polite to you?"

Huang Defa said with a smile.

"The gift must be sincere. Brother Huang and I also hit it off. Isn't it normal to give gifts between friends? But let's settle on the paper-cut paintings first. It's impossible to expect a thousand masterpieces. of.

I don’t think it’s better than this. A masterpiece of this level costs four dollars a piece, and the other slightly inferior works cost two dollars a piece. How about that? "

Sun Xiangyang took steps back to make progress, and even erased the dollar that Huang Defa added when they first met. After that, he picked a paper-cut painting that he considered qualified from the table not far away and handed it to Huang Defa.

The latter took it and looked at it carefully, and compared it with the one on the wall, the difference was clearly visible.

But even so, the paper-cut paintings in his hands are still exquisite.

If he hadn't seen these hanging on the wall at first, but just the one in his hand, he would have agreed.

But with comparison, there is naturally a gap.

After a few seconds of silence, Huang Defa said: "Can you guarantee half of it?"

"I guess not, it's probably only two hundred pieces at most."

Sun Xiangyang estimated the abilities of Guo Zhen and Grandma Sun Tiaotiao, and gave the lowest number.

After all, the ones hanging on the wall are all carefully selected. Even Guo Zhen can't guarantee that every one of them will reach this level. Then there's the issue of size. The ones on the wall are even more cumbersome.

"Two hundred pieces? Less, Xiangyang. The more master-level works like this, the better. So, within the scope that I can make the decision, master-level works are worth ten dollars each, and ordinary works are still priced as follows. We talked about three dollars, what do you think?"

There is no doubt that the paper-cut painting given by Sun Xiangyang worked, and Huang Defa obviously wanted more master-level works, so he simply continued to raise the price.

And since he said three dollars before, it is naturally impossible to use two dollars now. Huang Defa also wants to save face.

And he believes that price is the best way to drive efficiency.

The women in the office were a little confused when they heard the prices were two dollars, four dollars, three dollars, or even ten dollars.

Furthermore, Sun Xiangyang kept asking for less, but the other party kept raising the price. How could anyone do business like this?

Shouldn't it be the other way around?

"Brother Huang, I appreciate the price. As for the master-level works, don't worry. I will try my best to invite a few more masters to win more points."

Sun Xiangyang gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, then it's settled."

Huang Defa nodded immediately.

In his opinion, the master-class work is worth ten dollars a piece. The key is that he does not intend to sell it, but only uses it as a gift. The value it can generate will be dozens of times more than the paper-cut painting itself. hundred times.

"By the way, Brother Huang, you must have seen the attitude of Director Xu from the county before. In order to avoid arguing with the county, I hope that we can sign a contract by then, between your company and the Shuangshuiwan Production Brigade. in the name of others, rather than purely personal transactions.”

Sun Xiangyang said again at this time.

Doing this is also a way to be prepared.

If you do business with Xiangjiang, you will easily get caught.

But if it were replaced by the collective Shuangshuiwan Production Brigade, there would be no problem.

This means that the Shuangshuiwan production brigade is the most correct way to earn foreign exchange for the country's exports.

"It's simple. I'll call back later and ask the company to issue a legally binding contract to ensure that no one can fault it."

Huang Defa has been in charge of business in the mainland more than once or twice, and he knows nothing about this kind of thing.

It’s nothing more than this cooperation, the amount is a bit small.

Even if Sun Xiangyang didn't mention it, he would have planned to pay for it himself first, which would undoubtedly be more convenient.

At this point, the two parties are happy to cooperate.

"Brother Huang, you have been traveling all the way, why don't you come to my house first? When I came back from the capital last time, Brother Kang gave me some good tea, and I can't taste it. I just want you to help me." I'll take a taste and see if Brother Kang has fooled me."

After finishing the business, the next step is to get closer to each other.

"Mr. Kang sent you tea? It seems like I'm in luck."

Huang Defa readily agreed.

Before leaving, Sun Xiangyang glanced at the old party secretary, who immediately nodded.

In the corner of the office, Li Qingqing was completely stunned.

After she decided to learn paper-cut painting, she took the initiative to sign up here and study every day.

And all along, in her eyes, a qualified paper-cut painting with ten work points would definitely lose money. Although she didn't understand what Sun Xiangyang was thinking, she was not afraid that it would not be sold and would end up being used as firewood.

But the temptation to stay in a warm office and not have to go out to work and suffer from the cold still made her choose to study here. Even if her level was low at the beginning, her work was unqualified, and she had no work points, she believed that as long as she did a good job It's definitely no problem to learn.

Who knew that she would hear such a shocking conversation today.

When did it become so easy to make money?

And the money is still in US dollars.

She couldn't help but have some admiration for Sun Xiangyang.

Because she knew very well that it was not the paper-cut paintings that were valuable, but the paper-cut paintings that Sun Xiangyang sold.

At the same time, Xu Weiqing also rushed to the county seat full of anger. In his mind, the three thousand dollars kept colliding with the previous humiliation.

When he returns to the county, he must file a serious complaint with the leader and then seize the three thousand US dollars of business.

He wouldn't believe that the other party wouldn't be tempted by the offer of three thousand paintings for three thousand dollars, five thousand paintings, ten thousand paintings, or even thirty thousand paintings.

The county leaders were willing to lose money for three thousand dollars.

Just because those three thousand US dollars represent: earning foreign exchange through export!

"Shuangshuiwan, Shapingba, let's wait and see. I'll let you know what it means to draw water with a bamboo basket and get nothing, and I'll make you cry and beg me later."

With this determination, Xu Weiqing went straight to the leader's home after returning to the county town.

After all, it was only the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. If someone hadn't come to look for him at home, he would still be on vacation.

　Today is still 8,000 words, two in one, and I will pay off the debt when the cold is better.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)